Monday snippet.
Background info: Amoret and Cy just went to Cy's family's house to talk to his little sister Bluebell Mary.
“Blue?” Cy called out into the huge empty foyer. “Blue?”
“Cy?” the return call came. Footsteps echoed throughout the entire hall, preceding the petite girl who appeared seconds later. Blue, Amoret assumed. She had the unmistakable look of a girl playing hooky - robe still on, hair up in a bun, mug of tea in one hand and slippers on her feet. Blue herself resembled Cy in just the slightest ways, a pointed chin and blue eyes being the only sign that this girl was at all related to the six-two football player standing next to Amoret. Aside from her obviously-dyed bright-red hair, she didn’t wear any visible body modifications like Cy did. Her eyes widened at the sight of her older brother. “What are you doing here?” she hissed.
“Did you ditch school?” Cy demanded. “I thought you didn’t ditch!”
“L-O-L,” Blue rolled her eyes. “Like middle school grades even count.”
“Ugh!” Cy groaned, striding forward and grabbing his sister by the arm. Blue shrieked.
“Yo! Tea!”
Amoret followed the siblings into a kitchen with dishes overflowing from the sink and the distinct smell of rotted fruit in the air. Blue broke out of Cy’s grasp and made a show of giving him the middle finger.
“When did you dye your hair?” Cy asked, pointing at Blue’s red hair. “I thought they didn’t let you do that?”
“They loosened the rules after you, ummm, left?” Blue hopped in a tall barstool and cradled her mug. “Didn’t care what I did to my hair as long as it was all-natural dye.”
Cy scoffed. “Typical. I do all the work and you get a free ride through your… teenage-hood.”
Blue scoffed right back at her brother. “Adolescence. You’d know that if you ever picked up a book or stopped fucking around long enough to bother about school.” She looked past Cy at Amoret, who had been nonchalantly watching the whole situation go down. She doubted she’d ever get a chance to watch the Garcia siblings in their natural habitat again after this, so why not enjoy it?
“Blue?” Cy called out into the huge empty foyer. “Blue?”
“Cy?” the return call came. Footsteps echoed throughout the entire hall, preceding the petite girl who appeared seconds later. Blue, Amoret assumed. She had the unmistakable look of a girl playing hooky - robe still on, hair up in a bun, mug of tea in one hand and slippers on her feet. Blue herself resembled Cy in just the slightest ways, a pointed chin and blue eyes being the only sign that this girl was at all related to the six-two football player standing next to Amoret. Aside from her obviously-dyed bright-red hair, she didn’t wear any visible body modifications like Cy did. Her eyes widened at the sight of her older brother. “What are you doing here?” she hissed.
“Did you ditch school?” Cy demanded. “I thought you didn’t ditch!”
“L-O-L,” Blue rolled her eyes. “Like middle school grades even count.”
“Ugh!” Cy groaned, striding forward and grabbing his sister by the arm. Blue shrieked.
“Yo! Tea!”
Amoret followed the siblings into a kitchen with dishes overflowing from the sink and the distinct smell of rotted fruit in the air. Blue broke out of Cy’s grasp and made a show of giving him the middle finger.
“When did you dye your hair?” Cy asked, pointing at Blue’s red hair. “I thought they didn’t let you do that?”
“They loosened the rules after you, ummm, left?” Blue hopped in a tall barstool and cradled her mug. “Didn’t care what I did to my hair as long as it was all-natural dye.”
Cy scoffed. “Typical. I do all the work and you get a free ride through your… teenage-hood.”
Blue scoffed right back at her brother. “Adolescence. You’d know that if you ever picked up a book or stopped fucking around long enough to bother about school.” She looked past Cy at Amoret, who had been nonchalantly watching the whole situation go down. She doubted she’d ever get a chance to watch the Garcia siblings in their natural habitat again after this, so why not enjoy it?